Song Ye's white moonlight stand-in, I'm not right

Chapter 108 Strawberry Hairpin
The air flow seemed to be stagnant for a moment, and no one spoke at the moment.

After a while, Song Yan spoke.

"Yes, Uncle Zhao, I have indeed been in the entertainment industry for six years until now at the age of 24. I used to be an actor, and I still am now. You used to be a member of the company, and now, you are still a member of Dong Shizhong , and I am the chairman!"

Song Yan's voice was as cold as ice. It was the beginning of November, but it seemed to have fallen into a well at the end of December. The coldness penetrated his heart.

Qi Yue kept her head down, looked at Song Yan from the end of her eyes, saw that his face had returned to calm, and only looked at the director who said him coldly.

Identity suppression is indeed the most useful method, no wonder most people love power and status more than money.

This is an indisputable fact. Song Yan was 24 years old and entered the entertainment circle before finishing college. After a few seconds of fumbling, he directly airborne the chairman. Who can bear this blow?
However, who would allow someone to have such a grandpa and fully inherit his grandfather's shares?

Mr. Song retired behind the scenes, isn't it just to give his grandson a chance to show his ambitions, he also calls from time to time to seem to cue these directors, isn't it just to tell them in disguise: I will protect my grandson, please be safe.what?

After a while, a gray-haired man in Dong Shizhong, who looked like he was in his 60s, said, "I think the chairman's proposal is feasible, but I have never tried it before, so is it not possible?"

"When the Song Group was founded, it was just a small western-style building. Now more than 60 years have passed, and the small western-style building has become a towering building. Which one of our previous plans was not innovative and which one failed Thoroughly?"

"In the early days of our establishment, we only engaged in medical work. Until now, the scale has grown, and the development projects include entertainment, life, work, culture, education, and even security. Which one is not a new product?"

"If you don't do it, then I think what the Song Group was like 60 years ago is what it is now!"

The old man said yes, and another person immediately agreed.

Probably they now feel that it is better to make money alone.

The prototype of the Song Group was a small medical clinic. Song Yan’s great-grandfather was a doctor who went to the battlefield during the Anti-Japanese War. After the war ended, these old doctors also returned to their hometowns and opened clinics and pharmaceutical companies in their hometown.

It developed well at the beginning, but was persecuted in a special historical period, shut down for a period of time, took advantage of the torrent of reform and opening up, and started again, from a small medical clinic to a pharmaceutical company, and then to a large company that included many , developed for more than 60 years.

This piece of land belongs to the Song family in his mind.

From his great-grandfather to his grandfather and back to him, it has a long history and deep roots.

Qi Yue was afraid that if they said something to each other, if she objected to or did not object to Tai Chi, her plan would be ruined, so she didn't care if it was impolite to interrupt, and said directly: "It will take some time to create a new building materials company, but there is still time to go." There are some projects that have not been completed, and the company still needs building material supplies.”

"The supply of building materials is still Hengxia Group." Shen Kai responded to her.

Qi Yue: "..."

"Does Director Qi have any better recommendations for partners?" Song Yan asked her as if seeing what she was thinking.

Qi Yue pursed her lips and said, "Guangyu Group is also engaged in the production of building materials, Mr. Song might as well think about it?"

"Okay." Song Yan agreed without hesitation.

Qi Yue: "..." This relaxed feeling made her lose her sense of accomplishment. She originally wanted to do something, but Song Yan agreed so easily, but she was a little at a loss.

Before hearing the objection, Song Yan looked up at Shen Kai in time, Shen opened the meeting and announced the end of the meeting.

Qi Yue was still sitting stiffly on the chair, planning to wait until all these people had left before leaving, but Shen Kai politely asked her to leave.

Qi Yue returned to Song Yan's office again, and Song Yan was sitting on the sofa waiting for her.

Qi Yue glanced at him without interest and asked, "Can I ask a question?"

Song Yan raised his eyebrows, as if you were asking casually.

"Do you know Guangyu Group is Cheng Zhen's company?"

Song Yan nodded, "I know."

"I know why you agreed so easily?"

Song Yan looked at her, Danfeng's eyes slightly curved, and his smile overflowed: "Why should I care about this? I'm just looking for a partner. Besides, I just said I'll think about it, but I didn't agree. If his house fails the quality inspection, what do you think? Will I use it?"

Qi Yue squeezed the palm of her hand, frowned slightly, and quickly relaxed it.

"it is good."

She confirmed once again that perhaps Song Yan knew what she had done during this period of time. He was so clear that he even knew who she met and what she said.

She wasn't afraid of Song Chang's stalking and controlling, she just felt tired.

No one wants to be loved if liking is manipulative and possessive.

Song Yan still doesn't understand love, of course, she is not much better.

Song Yan was still at the company, quietly took her downstairs, booked a nearby restaurant, and wanted to have a candlelight dinner with her.

Leaning against the window in a certain position, on top of a tall building, looking down on everything.

The romantic tall tower candle on the table is burning with flames, and the flames are projected on the glass next to it, which is a little hazy by the steam.

The decanter that was supposed to hold red wine was poured with vodka, Song said, this is a unique romance.

Vodka, long brewed and dry wood fire.

The burning candles on the lighthouse, the mellow spirits in the decanter, and the expensive food on the dinner plate, everything is not as thrilling as you.

Song Yan poured her a glass of wine, and pinched the goblet with his slender, fair fingers. His movements were elegant and full of visual beauty.

Qi Yue took it, didn't drink it, just held it in her hand and looked at Song Yan.

Song Yan poured another glass on his own, "Do you want to drink a cup of wine?"

Qi Yue was speechless and took a sip.

Song Yan had no objection to her actions, just smiled plainly, and touched the rim of the cup to his lips.

The two enjoyed a rare romantic time, Song Yan was in a good mood for a while, but Qi Yue always moved a little slower, and even smiled a little bit in a daze.

"Eat it, no medicine." Song Yan joked when she saw that she had been staring at the strawberry dessert in front of her without moving the fork.

This joke wasn't funny, Qi Yue didn't look at the dessert anymore, but focused on Song Yan instead.

"You are poisonous." Qi Yue said.

Song Yan smiled and didn't respond to her.

The candle was half burned, and Song Yan had almost eaten. He wiped his mouth gracefully with a napkin, and took out a box from his pocket, "Replenish your birthday present."

It's been so many days since the birthday, and the gifts that are not given on that day are all expired birthday gifts.

Qi Yue took the box and opened it in front of Song Yan. Inside was a strawberry hairpin, quite delicate, but a little childish.

How can I say that I am almost 24 years old, and I am giving gifts and things that are only given by children?

Song Yan smiled softly and explained: "I wanted to give it to you a long time ago, when I was 19 years old."

(End of this chapter)